Prior to morning, Estella left and went back to her room, allowing herself to quickly shower and get changed. She persuaded Lun, back into his cage, and managed to slip on some shoes before Hermione entered the room.
"Good morning, Mrs. Weasely sent me to wake you up. Of course, I was taking a guess that you were in here since you weren't last night." Hermione peered down at Estella. A blush spread across Estella's face.
"Haha, Harry and I were up last night talking." She reached down to tie her left shoe before standing up. The pair left the room, Lun and Estella's trunk in hand. Estella stood next to Hermione and Ginny, and listened to Mrs. Weasley tells a story about a love potion she'd made as a young girl. Estella's attention was pulled away as Harry appeared next to her. She excused herself from the conversation
She smiled, "Good morning."
The green-eyed boy met her gaze and instantly smiled, making her heart beat faster if that were possible. "Good morning.
Her eyes scanned his face, unconsciously she reached up and brushed the hair from his face.
Harry grinned, "So, what were you talking about before I interrupted?"
Estella laughed, "Mrs. Weasley was telling a story about a love potion she brewed as a girl. It was actually really funny-"
Harry laughed, "I imagine. Did she teach you how to make one? Not that you'd need it. Just need to know if I should be concerned over a lucky guy falling in love with you-" Harry was cut off as Estella hit him.
Estella laughed harder, "Of course not, if it's not real love, then I don't want it." Did he actually mean lucky?
Harry's next words were cut off as Ron snapped, "You won't. What about poor Scabbers, eh?" It definitely wouldn't be the worst thing if Scabbers was put away.
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After breakfast, the group found themselves about to board the Hogwarts Express. Estella's trolly was loaded, and she stood waiting next to Harry and Hermione, Mr. Weasley, and Aspen directly behind them.
"Right then," he said, glancing around them. "Let's do this in pairs, as there are so many of us. I'll go through first with Harry." Estella stepped aside, allowing Mr. Weasley to pass; before she could partner with Hermione, her father appeared next to her.
"Ready, Essy?" he grinned down. Her resemblance to Aurora was uncanny. He just hoped she was down over them. Watching the amazing human they made. The daughter Aurora didn't get to see grow up.
"Yup," Estella replied. Her father held Lun as they ran toward the magical barrier.
Once they safely passed through the barrier, Estella moved to stand with Hermione.
Estella chuckled, "Yeah, I can't believe it either." From her peripheral vision, she noticed Harry walk over and help her load her bags.
"Thank you," she whispered. She glanced up at him. He had grown taller over the summer and at the very least, was three inches taller than her. He somehow gained muscle, and his jawline became more prominent. Estella couldn't deny the fact he was very handsome; just looking at him made her heart flutter.
Harry noticed her gaze and gave her a wink and smirk. Estella forced herself to look away. Why was she staring at him like that? He was just her best friend.
She couldn't possibly like him-right?
Her thoughts were interrupted as Mrs. Weasley kissed her children, then Hermione, then Estella, and finally Harry.
"Hey Hermione," Ron called, "What have you got in here? It weighs a ton." Estella noticed Ron attempting to load her trunk.
Hermione raised a brow, "That trunk is for Arthimacy, Divination, Care of Magical Creatures, the Study of Ancient Ruins, and oh-for Muggle Studies-" Estella glanced at her. The two shared almost every class together except for Muggle Studies and the Study of Ancient Ruins. She wished the Study of Ancient Ruins could fit in her schedule; Ms. McGonagall and her grandfather offered her a time turner, which she denied. Estella didn't want to be so busy to the point where she couldn't enjoy her third year.
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